"Your Name"
It may sound a little lame,
I fell since you first came.
A moment caught in frame,
A memory repeats the same.
No words I can tame,
Like a wild burning flame.
I know its my fault to blame,
I get hurt everytime I call out your name.
July 31, 2019, 8:59 PM
YOU ARE READING
Amateur Works
PoetryThese works are purely made from an amateur and aspiring poet. These were made straight from ideas and thoughts which are assembled into a fresh poem. I am clearly open to any critiques that can possibly make my works improve.
